These vines crowd the minds brow so theres no vision
Mines unploughed inside to show-how to hold derision
Behold suspision with the inability to see the troubles
Like prized ballet dress, my rise too gambling doubles
Rambling rubbles as I spit it crumbles since I was bred
Squince when he read he'd have to cut back to evolve
He thought with all his weeding he'd never grow cold
He never showed moulds, he just attatched his stacks
Wore it on his sleeve so they could put a patch on that
But infact his impact's been kept secret from the world
He only trailed his ground while skills waited to unfurl
Stated a pearl at the bottom of the ocean clammed up
Everyones foot in adore so this would never slam shut
Plans uncut, He was overgrown when he was to small
Learned he was being used when he yearns to be tall